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penthouse - kyle richh lyrics

[intro: kyle richh]
(that’s what i’m talkin’ about, that’s why he’s the mvp
that’s why he’s the g.o.a.t, the g.o.a.t)
graah
(24 is the g.o.a.t)
graah

[pre*chorus: kyle richh]
i’m with a bad b*tch
always clutching if i get in traffic
pop a six, can’t see through the beamer
still on my martin, i need me a gina
t*told bro 2 sticks to clap him
he tried to reach, he got shot out his sneakers
get money my passion
i caught an opp and spun through in fashion
[chorus: kyle richh]
like, i know n*ggas still want me to lose (like, graah, graah, graah)
but i’ma still up it
too real just to keep it a hunnid
we cannot beef if you don’t got a hunnid
she fell in love with the f*ckin’
she a lash tec and i’m hoppin’ and fundin’

[verse 1: jenn carter]
graah
she be scared, she don’t want me to*
i’m going up but don’t say that i made it
i’ma make it when i am the greatest
and do not hold mе against sh*t that i stated
i be saying anything while fadеd
and as a jit i was like, “this is fun”
now this life is harder than a pavement
b*beep up when i toting my gun
like, free all my brothers out of them cages
like an actor i’m going through stages
and you know we stay dropping them [?]
if i’m toting a grip i’ma say that i didn’t though
’cause, keep the details at minimum
he tried to up i could tell it was harden
like a rocket got sent to the sky
catch me an opp, and it’s do or it’s die
and it’s not about pride (like what?)
[bridge: jenn carter]
b*tch on my body, she just wanna f*ck
she don’t like when i tote on my ruger
got me a bag and thought life would be smoother
in this life i don’t know what to do
but i’ma keep cl!cking ’til this sh*t is empty
enemies, feeling too friendly
be saying my feelings when i’m in the booth cause, they know i can’t speak to a soul

[pre*chorus: kyle richh]
i’m with a bad b*tch
always clutching if i get in traffic
pop a six, can’t see through the beamer
still on my martin, i need me a gina
told bro 2 sticks to clap him
he tried to reach, he got shot out his sneakers
get money my passion
i caught an opp and spun through in fashion

[chorus: kyle richh]
like, i know n*ggas still want me to lose (like, graah, graah, graah)
but i’ma still up it
too real just to keep it a hunnid
we cannot beef if you don’t got a hunnid
she fell in love with the f*ckin’
she a lash tec and i’m hoppin’ and fundin’
[verse 2: kyle richh]
graah
can’t kiss no thot in the function
fake n*ggas feel too gross
it’s the life that i chose
stay to myself ’cause i’m hopping on 4s, like, if they say me been rose
youngest in charge like pon d rose
you be shocked by the sh*t that i know
hop on the beat then i float like a boat
life was fun, but where did it go?
i am a thot, but that b*tch is a hoe
keep a steel, sh*t moving too fast
(slow down)
ptsd, catch an opp he get put on his ass
body shot like he kim kardash’
we smoke za, you can tell by the ash
l*like d*mn, he fast
jenn got the beam, all he see was the flash
(graah, graah)
off a bean brodie ‘oot like he ‘melo
like he get shot, if he tryna get jiggy
we make movies, they make trailers
make a film with the pluck of a trigger
ayo jenn, run up the coochie (coochie)
she get the bottle, let’s make it a movie (movie)

[verse 3: jenn carter]
when i tote on the tooley, i might make a movie (it’s carter, d*ckhead)
if he think he tough, he get whipped like a smoothie
and this life is so movie, shoot me
i don’t give a f*ck, i know i’ma still do me
and these n*ggas gon’ rat when the money come
i can see that these n*ggas be snakes
and this .40 a doctor, might give you a tummy tuck
i can see all the envy and hate

[verse 4: kyle richh]
if she f*cking for nothing, imagine what she gonna do for chanel
lil’ thot only care ’bout her nails
like, cheap b*tch got the p*ssy on sale
ride with the fire, i’m giving them h*ll
n*ggas think that we really the biggest
shoutout ice spice, the only smoochie i’m feeling
aim for the top we gon’ ‘oot out the ceiling

[verse 5: jenn carter & kyle richh ]
on top, we can’t depend
get money, you can’t relate
this pain, i can’t escape
tote on a knocker so i can feel safe
and you might be the one that i need everyday
got money, opps gon’ hate
these n*ggas fake see the look in his face
i’m too big but i’m stuck in my ways

- kyle richh lyrics

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